The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1551: Save Me, I Don’t Want to Die

Chapter 1551: Chapter 1551: Save Me, I Don’t Want to Die

"Do you feel that your body is in exceptional health, that even if you were slashed with a knife, the wound would disappear quickly, leaving not a single mark after a few days, without even a scar?"

He asked Yu.

"How... how do you know that?"

Yu swallowed hard, panic beginning to show in her demeanor as she asked.

"Heh."

The old clan leader chuckled again.

"Why wouldn’t I know? The evil influences are eroding you, using your very own lifespan to heal you!

What’s called healing is using your own lifespan to mend your wounds. Naturally, injuries that could recover slowly are being rapidly repaired by sacrificing your lifespan!

Moreover, you must have felt it too, haven’t you? Since you made a deal with the evil influences, you don’t need to sleep or rest, as long as you eat the flesh of the Demon Clan every day.

Such an endless overdraw on your own body, do you really think it has any benefits? Do you believe that the flesh of the Demon Clan is some sort of panacea? Or perhaps you think that by relying on that mass of darkness from the evil influences, you can gain any advantages?

Heh, don’t be naive."

The evil influences have always only taken, how could they possibly help others?

Besides, with such nefarious energy, even if there were any intention to help, it would require the capability to do so.

It doesn’t have that ability, so why even talk about extending lifespans for these people?

"No... no way, I am still so young, my life is still long!" Yu murmured in disbelief.

She thought she was on her way to eternal life with her family, how could it end up with her on the brink of death?

She didn’t want to die, not at all.

Death is a word easily said and easily written, but when it truly falls upon oneself, fear ensues, immense fear!

"Save me, save me, I don’t want to die, please, someone save me!"

Terrified, she reached out for Zimo’s sleeve but was disdainfully brushed off.

"Get lost!"

He had no intention of being touched by this despicable woman again.

"Save me, you have to save me."

Yu didn’t care that she was pushed away and continued to plead with Zimo and Lin Caisang.

"Aren’t you guys from Wuzhu Teahouse? You can save me, you must save me, you must..."

As if struck by a thought, she looked at Zimo and Lin Caisang with a neurotic gaze and emphatically tapped her own head.

"Right, you’re here to save us, you definitely have to save us. If you don’t save me, what credibility will Wuzhu Teahouse have in the future? Who will ever go to Wuzhu Teahouse again?

So, you must save me, you have to save me, save me now!"

Lin Caisang: "..."

Watching Yu, who was acting like a desperate lunatic, she was truly speechless.

What was she supposed to say to this?

Just because they were from Wuzhu Teahouse, did it mean they deserved to be so unlucky, to be obligated to save a woman of utter depravity?

"We’re only here to save those people outside. As for you—dying a hundred times wouldn’t absolve you of your sins! Expecting us to save you, are you dreaming? I think someone like you should meet an early death and be reborn sooner!"

As she said this, she felt she was not being malicious at all; instead, she was far too kind.

Because she hadn’t personally taken action to kill this exceedingly selfish woman whose eyes and heart were filled with nothing but herself.